The great man once said: Without an in-depth investigation of the crowd, there is no right to speak.

Wen Haoran used to just watch fans shouting crazy for their idols from a distance, but when he really went deep into their group of fans, he would know how crazy the fans were.

They look like the most devout believers, and the artists who perform on them are their faith.

Wen Haoran, who was sitting between them, felt how out of place he was.

After all, he only said he was here to support them.

"Eh, what's the matter with you, you have to shout like us, loudly." Next to him, he wore a pair of black eyes, his hair looked a little messy, and he was holding a pair of AOA's Zhimin lantern in his hand, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with Wen Haoran just waving the support lamp in his hand.

"Uh...... I'm really sorry, because it's the first time I've come to participate in such a singing show, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it. ”

Little Fat Paper suddenly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wen Haoran, "Look, Mo? It feels so familiar to you. No matter, you first look at the place marked by my red line here, and what is written next to it is that we will shout where they sing. Got it? This way there is momentum! You should be new here, when the time comes, we will add a Line, and next time I will personally guide you, you can't do that. ”

Other artists on the stage are still performing, and Chubby Paper continues to brainwash Wen Haoran's education.

"I just saw Wuli Jiminoni's Rap, don't you feel super handsome?"

"And Wuli Xuexian, that wink, do you feel like you've been electrocuted? And that figure...... It's just ......."

"The action of scratching the paws of the kitten in the void in "Cat's Walk". Does it make you feel like a little hand scratching your heart? I really feel that Fnc is completely big this time. How can girls start a band, it's a waste of their natural advantages. ”

"By the way, you just joined fanclub, I guess you didn't know they were a band before, right? It doesn't matter, I also have a lot of their previous information here, and we will share it with you when we add friends. ”

Although Wen Haoran had a smile on his face, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling past in his heart, which was simply more terrifying than engaging in pyramid schemes.

Oh. Wrong! This is simply the Korean version of Tang Seng, Wen Haoran looked at the upper and lower lips of the little fat paper, and felt that he was about to be fooled by him and didn't know who he was.

"Ahem. I know. ”

The little chubby paper patted Wen Haoran on the shoulder, "You're welcome, how can I say that I am also an old man." I'll cover you at Fanclub in the future. And remember, when you shout, you have to be careful to shout those words of support with the strength of the milk, and I will watch you. ”

After speaking, the little fat paper stretched out his middle two fingers, pointed to his eyes, and then pointed to Wen Haoran's eyes.

"Ahem. I've been feeling a little sick lately. ”

"Eh, go out and buy you medicine. You see, there aren't many of us, if we don't work hard. It's going to make them sad. When I think of Seohyun and Jimin's sadness because our support is not wonderful enough, I feel sad. ”

Wen Haoran scratched his hair, the corners of his grinning mouth twitched, and he inadvertently put down the hand that was still on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely use the maximum ...... later"

"Hey, aren't you the former MBCPD who has an affair with wuliAOA?" After saying that, the little chubby paper's eyes became very unkind.

"No, I know Jimin at most." Wen Haoran hurriedly explained.

If he didn't explain, Wen Haoran didn't know what this little chubby paper with a 'bad omen' in his eyes would do.

"It seems to be the same. Look at you're not as cute as I am. You know the team, can you help me get an autographed photo later? TO Sign? My name is Kim Myung-woo. ”

Wen Haoran once thought that women were the fastest creatures in the world to change their faces, but now Wen Haoran finally knows that the fastest ones to change their faces should be fans.

One second I couldn't wait to fight with Wen Haoran, and the next second I kissed the same thing.

"What do you sign for?"

"It's just a special sign for a fan." Chubby Paper rummaged through his backpack and found an album, "Just sign here to Jin Mingyu, I hope to be more and more handsome." ”

Chubby Paper gestured with his hand as he spoke.

"Wait, I'll try. You wait for me outside MBC and I'll come out for you. ”

"Good man. Since your throat is uncomfortable, you don't have to shout too loudly this time, I will shout with you. The little fat paper said to Wen Haoran righteously.

Wen Haoran rubbed his forehead and nodded reluctantly, "Thank you so much." ”

The little fat paper slapped Wen Haoran's back, "You're welcome, it's a kind of fate that we can meet." ”

Nima, if it weren't for Wen Haoran just feeling that this little chubby paper was a little funny, he really had the urge to slap him out of MBC, and the two people who said were doing the same.

The rehearsal is over, and the recording officially begins.

The little fat man didn't talk to Wen Haoran either, frowning and staring at the stage, as if he was welcoming some divine arrival.

AOA is relatively high-arranged, and it is naturally impossible to get one.

Seven girls, wearing white tight short skirts and white tight tops, appeared on the stage, and the little waist twisted lightly made the little fat man's eyes look like a god.

The first time was just a shout, but the sound of 'thousand decibels' that appeared next to it made Wen Haoran cover his ears directly.

Chubby Paper's eyes were bloodshot, the muscles on his neck were bulging, and his horn-like mouth maximized his sound effect.

“AOA，AOA”

Of course, Wen Haoran felt that he still underestimated this fat paper, after all, the lung capacity of the fat paper is strong, and it is estimated that it was only Kaisang just now.

When the AOA women, walking with catwalks, putting WINK, holding cat's paws in their small hands, and scratching in the void appeared, Wen Haoran felt that he was not in a fan group, but a crater.

"Ahh ~~~~~AOA~~~~~~~AOA。 ”

For a moment, Wen Haoran felt a little tinnitus.

The AOA women also seemed to notice Chubby Paper's support, and Jimin smiled at him.

Well, Chubby Paper was even more excited, and of course this was what he thought of himself.

However, Wen Haoran knew that Ji Min was just smiling at the camera, and he didn't know what number of cameras were shooting at them in this direction.

The little chubby paper pulled Wen Haoran's arm, "Ah, Wuli Zhimin was smiling at me just now, really smiling at me, did you see it?" ”

Wen Haoran nodded.

When the song ended, Wen Haoran also quietly left the recording site.

The little fat man naturally knew that he was asking for an autograph for him, and looked at Wen Haoran's back as he left the recording site with expectant eyes.

Let Wen Haoran always feel like a man on his back.

There is a kind of look called pulse affection.

AOA and the others are naturally still in the backstage lounge, and they will have to go on stage later, although they are not one, they can't leave early. (To be continued.) )